remember rock skipping and all that love that got undone and how my fingers were always cold? you told me just feel the stone but I can’t even feel myself sometimes, and how does that auger. it’s the ripples not the splashes that matter.
r wilkes
The beach was made of pebbles which hurt her feet when she took off her sandals and walked barefoot to the water. The sand was compacted and easier to walk on and she walked towards the ancient citadel.
remember rock skipping and all that love that got undone and how my fingers were always cold? you told me just feel the stone but I can’t even feel myself sometimes, and how does that auger. it’s the ripples not the splashes that matter.
The beach was made of pebbles which hurt her feet when she took off her sandals and walked barefoot to the water. The sand was compacted and easier to walk on and she walked towards the ancient citadel.